a common man is a common cold.

02 December 2009 @ 01:49 am

omg my hormones. you broke my heart, douchebag, stop being so cute and adorable and flirty and SHITFUCKDAMN i want you.

i hate you so much right now but what i wouldn't do.

- indy.

mood!:

devious

be honest with me.

01 December 2009 @ 07:13 pm

hold you in.

i couldn't make it through Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind.

i got half-way through and then he started fighting for his memories and i was crying. then faces started warping and i couldn't take it and i was scared shitless. i don't even know how this movie is remotely a comedy.

maybe i'm just over-emotional and maybe i just relate too much to everyone, but i saw myself in him and i freaked the fuck out and i don't even know.

i want to keep all my memories. every single fucking one of them.

- indy.

mood!:

scared

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01 December 2009 @ 05:43 pm

where have you been?

staying in tonight with my lonely jar of apple sauce, Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, and Manchester Orchestra. ignoring the boyfriend. TEEN ANGST CENTRAL BB.

- indy.

mood!:

cold

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01 December 2009 @ 02:57 pm

hello little boys, little toys.

oh my God, you guys. i honestly felt so gorgeous today and my hormones were just GOING AND GOING AND GOING AND GOING and fuck. i don't even know anymore.

World AIDS Day is today. we had an assembly in school and i loved it, though it just felt like a huge mindfuck to me after seeing someone i used to know up there. it was fabulous, nonetheless.

i alo might have a job. WHAT NOW BITCHES!

i have to recite this poem tomorrow in front of my AP Lit class tomorrow and i am freaking the fuck out on the inside. of course it wasn't today - the one day i felt so incredibly fucking confident. i mean, i kind of just plan on giving my best and ABSOLUTELY STUNNING my teacher. i'm not sure she believes in me and/or my abilities much, so i'm definitely going to prove her wrong.

later. boys to catch.

- indy.

mood!:

giggly

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30 November 2009 @ 09:36 pm

oh, boy, you've left me speechless.

i hate when people think they're going to be all ~cute and cryptic and send you these anonymous, flattering messages. like, no, you're not being cute at all - you're annoying as shit because you refuse to tell me who you are. jfc it is not that difficult.

at any rate, my body still feels like its stabbing itself over and over again internally. life is good.

- indy.

mood!:

angry

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30 November 2009 @ 06:32 pm

speechless.

jfc hormones. can't you shut the fuck up for a while?

- indy.

mood!:

horny

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22 November 2009 @ 11:12 pm

UM QUE?

dear Adam Lambert,

your performance on the AMA's was completely inappropriate and your voice sounded like shit. no one wants to see you, one, sucking your keyboardist's face off, two, pulling on some hooker's vagina strap, or, three, pressing some dancer's face against your crotch and having them mime sucking you off. do not try to go for the shock factor as you have failed miserably and just crossed over too many lines. just because you're gay doesn't mean you have to be this outrageous and it also doesn't mean that you have any right to do this. i can't believe ABC even permitted this.

fucking asshole.

- indy.

mood!:

pissed off

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22 November 2009 @ 03:02 pm

and i felt love again.

i feel like, sometimes, i'm too lesbian for my own good.

i don't even give a shit if that doesn't make sense.

- indy.

mood!:

sad

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20 November 2009 @ 05:19 pm

everlong.

i hate those days where you just feel so ugly and so upset & sensitive about everything. its like everything affects you and you just want to rip your hair out or cry or maybe hit someone in their stupid fucking face. its days like this where one bad comment can derail your mood for the rest of the day.

there are just some people that do not deserve the gift of words.

- indy.

mood!:

sad

be honest with me.

19 November 2009 @ 04:54 pm

its gonna be hard when i'm gone.

m: "so, what useless shit did i say to you last night while i was wasted?"
a: "i don't really want to say..."
m: "aw, you can! i've probably said worse before so its fine. really."

silence

a: "you told me you loved me."

silence

m: "oh. um. i... i'm... i'm sorry."
a: "you're always sorry."
m: "i know. i just can't... i can't do this right now."
a: "stop pulling away from me. be honest with me, goddamn."
m: "i... i care for you too much to be honest with you."

silence

a: "you only tell me you love me when you're drunk."

dial tone.

this is why i can't tell you what you want to hear ever.

- indy.

mood!:

blah

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17 November 2009 @ 10:53 pm

null and void.

just talk to me. you know you can always talk to me.

you make me so upset and worried when you say shit like that then just shut down and don't say anything to me.

trust me. please. i know we fucked up, but we can do this. i love you. trust me. :(

- indy.

mood!:

distressed

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17 November 2009 @ 04:44 pm

the truth:

i need to get laid.

- indy.

mood!:

bored

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16 November 2009 @ 10:11 pm

welcome to life.

ugh why can't i just settle down with someone for once? i have to be such a noncommittal hooker all the time. Christ. but then, ready? when i actually want to settle down, things get fucked up, so i stay the way i am for another 74834829274 years till i have the opportunity to fuck things up again.

THIS IS THE CONSTANT CYCLE OF MY LIFE.

oh, and also: stop talking shit when you don't have anything to base it off of, you dumb whore. IF YOU'RE GOING TO BE A BITCH TOWARDS ME, DO IT RIGHT.

- indy.

mood!:

bitchy

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16 November 2009 @ 05:06 pm

its not the end of the world.

i'm so, so sleepy. something's wrong with my jaw. today was just a long day.

i'm going to take a nap before i faceplant into my floor.

- indy.

mood!:

sleepy

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15 November 2009 @ 06:15 pm

she'll bartend your party.

fuck this. i'm lonely and i just want someone here right now to cuddle with me and help me find my take home test. i am tired and my body ache and all i want to do is cry for some reason. stupid fucking hormones.

(truth: i really just want/miss you, but i will never, ever tell you this again.)

- indy.

mood!:

sad

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15 November 2009 @ 01:51 pm

wish ourselves away.

i am ready to love.

- indy.

mood!:

satisfied

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14 November 2009 @ 11:45 pm

drink it in.

browing iTunes has ~inspired me. all the bands listed below are pretty fabulous, in my opinion. so, let the whoring begin!

Person L.
Deas Vail.
Days Away.
Alive in Wild Paint.
Terminal.
Look Mexico
Mouse Fire
Promises of Redemption.
Future of Forestry.

ALSO: if you have really unsteady hands when it comes to putting on liquid/pencil eyeliner above your eyelashes, then Revlon Colorstay liquid eye pen is for you. oh my God, i bought it today for, like, $9 and tried it on and it was so, so great. its like a felt-tip pen, basically, like a tiny sharpie, only its eyeliner and absolutely lovely. BUY IT NOW.

so much shameless advertising~

- indy.

mood!:

content

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14 November 2009 @ 08:00 pm

take your time coming home.

its been a long week, so taking some me time tonight. i've got champagne, chocolate, and a nice bubble bath awaiting me in the next room.

it feels nice to just relax for once.

- indy.

mood!:

calm

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13 November 2009 @ 03:52 pm

ghosts.

so, its Friday the 13th and so far only little unlucky things have been happening to me today, so its all good (mostly).

my hair is not cooperating today. i want to sleep. thank God for the weekend.

- indy.

mood!:

sleepy

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12 November 2009 @ 10:59 pm

calendar girl.

I HATE ALGEBRA 2/TRIG SO TERRIBLY MUCH RIGHT NOW.

RRRAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGEEEEEEEEEEEEE.

- indy.

mood!:

angry

be honest with me.

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